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Chapter 398 The pheasant is too big to be stewed in one pot

The thick tortoise shell on the back of the snake-clad turtle has long lost its luster and its growth line is also very large.

Jiang Che knew that this was a snake-clad turtle that was about to shed its shell, and that was about to grow up again!

The cracks became bigger and bigger, and soon the first diamond-shaped tortoise shell fell down.

The new tortoise shell below revealed, Jiang Che stepped forward curiously and took a look.

The new tortoise shell is dark green and has complex patterns on it.

However, only one piece of tortoise shell fell down, and it was not very comprehensive to see Jiang Che and he didn't know what the whole picture looked like.

After breaking away from this piece of tortoise shell, the snake turtle was completely relaxed.

He lay on the ground and gasped heavily, looking like he was kidney deficiency.

It seems that if it wants it to take off its tortoise shell, it will take a while to wait.

Jiang Che bent down and picked up the diamond-shaped tortoise shell that was dropped by the snake-climbing turtle. It was as big as two slaps and was not light.

"Big guy, you are no longer the original snake-climbing turtle, it's time to give you a name."

Jiang Che took the tortoise shell and came to the head of the snake turtle, patted its big head and said.

The snake-climbing turtle nodded wildly with a very spiritual and crazy way. It had long wanted to have its own name.

Seeing that the snake turtle was so excited, Jiang Che smiled.

This guy is usually in the space and his presence is too low.

Even he often ignores its existence, watching the palm-sized snake turtle that was once the size of a palm grow to the height of his waist.

Jiang Che didn't know what to say.

"Since you look so similar to the divine beast Xuanwu, your whole body is dark green."

"Just call you Mo Xuan, what's the name?"

Jiang Che asked while patting Mo Xuan's head.

Mo Xuan nodded wildly with satisfaction, and it also had its own name.

Like the ingot black beans, kidney beans, red clouds and the owner also recognized it.

Mo Xuan was very happy. Although Mo Xuan was very big, his mind was still the same as a child.

With his own name, he immediately went to share his happiness with Yuanbao and others.

Seeing them playing, Jiang Che smiled and continued to fiddle with the pheasant.

With the little episode of Mo Xuan, he felt even hungry after he was delayed from eating.

Jiang Che caught another pheasant, and after he released the blood, he was too lazy to boil water this time.

I directly covered every feather of the pheasant with my mind, and took out the pheasant's clothes by brushing it.

The picture is too violent, so I won't describe it because I haven't used boiling water to scald it.

The pores of the pheasant were not fully opened, so the skin of the pheasant was torn and his appearance was greatly reduced.

But it doesn't matter, he only eats it himself anyway.

Chop the pheasant and put it in the pressure cooker.

Halfway through the load, I found that I couldn't fit it anymore, so Jiang Che raised the oven again.

Let the black beans and kidney beans come over to roast the pheasant, and take half of the chicken and let the ingots and the others do it by themselves.

After filling half a pressure cooker with a chicken, Jiang Che ran to dig another ginseng and threw it in.

After adjusting the heat to the maximum, Jiang Che ran to process the fruit after the pressure cooker was covered.

After hanging for so long, the wine jar should be dry.

Jiang Che picked a big wine jar and checked it and found that it was already dry.

He picked up the wine jar, took a wooden stick and gently knocked it on the wine jar.

The sound is thick and long, without cracks or anything else.

The first batch of fruit wines Jiang Che is preparing to brew raspberries first, after all, raspberries have the most fruits.

If you don't deal with it, it will rot on the tree.

First, put the wine jar on top of the weighing, check the weight for a while to add rock sugar.

Then Jiang Che thought and all the fruits growing on the raspberry plant fell off automatically.

Jiang Che then used his mind to pick the stems and leaves on the fruits and transported them to the wine jar to crush all the fruits with his mind.

After putting it into the wine tank, Jiang Che stopped after almost half of the tank.

After looking at the weight on it, Jiang Che took out the rock sugar and crushed it in a ratio of 15:1 and put it in.

Because the fruit fructose grown in the space is generally relatively high, Jiang Che appropriately reduced the proportion of rock sugar.

After finishing all this, Jiang Che just sealed the wine jar and let it ferment naturally.

From now on, I will come in and stir it from time to time and change it to a container. The outside world will be able to see the results in about half a month.

Then Jiang Che did the same thing and got a total of five tanks of raspberry fruit wine.

The ripe raspberry fruits in the space were basically used up, and then Jiang Che began to make peach wine, plums, and apples.

He filled all the 100 wine jars, and there were only a few fruit trees in the space.

This is what Jiang Che specially kept for himself to eat. If you have time, take a batch to give to his family to try.

After all these fruit wines were processed, the pressure cooker stewed with pheasant began to whistle with steam.

Jiang Che quickly went over and turned off the fire and released the excess water vapor inside.

When I opened the lid, a strong meaty smell suddenly spread out, and the fragrance of ginseng and plants was mixed in it.

After adding a little salt, Jiang Che took the spoon and stirred it, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and took a sip.

Fresh, too fresh.

To be honest, Jiang Che ate it when he was a child, and the meat is really nothing to say.

In other words, pheasants are now protected from eating, otherwise the pheasants on Qingyun Mountain would probably be able to eat them very well.

As expected, it is a pheasant who grew up drinking spiritual water, so he added a little salt, and no seasoning is so delicious.

Jiang Che thought about it and picked a handful of golden camellia from the flower field and threw it into the pressure cooker.

Then re-cover the pressure cooker and simmer it on low heat.

Ten minutes later, the pressure cooker was breathing again, and Jiang Che turned off the fire.

Then I took the bowls and chopsticks and prepared to dry them. I brought them a pressure cooker and poured them all into a large bowl.

The rich meat fragrance immediately spread out, and the little guys who were eating barbecue smelled it immediately.

He ran over immediately and squatted under Jiang Che's table and looked at Jiang Che with a gaze.

"You are pigs, so edible?"

Jiang Che laughed and scolded.

"Forget it, go and take your job."

Yuanbao Black Beans, Haned Beans, Hongyun ran excitedly to bring his rice bowl over. These were all prepared by Jiang Che for them.

The little guys are getting stronger and stronger now, and gradually they are like him and need more energy.

So Jiang Che often takes them into the space for a meal, because Xiang Ling Ban Ling wanted to release animals at the beginning.

So they didn't give them too much spiritual water, so the changes between them were still very limited.

Jiang Che picked up a large basin, picked up a few pieces of chicken for them, and then poured some chicken soup.

Mo Xuan looked at Jiang Che and Yuanbao with a gaze and feasted, licking his mouth.

It also wanted to taste something, but after eating so much, I was full.

Jiang Che picked up a big bowl and blew it, and took a big sip of chicken soup.

It is full of the essence of pheasant and ginseng, which is delicious and nourishing.

The chicken is soft and chewy, not at all, and it is delicious with the fragrance of plants and trees.

The petals of the camellia are fleshy, sucked in the soup, and add up to the mouth and have a strong fragrance of flowers.

There is also the aroma of meat, which is very good to relieve greasiness.

Jiang Che quickly finished a large bowl of chicken, and even drank the last trace of chicken soup.

The huge amount of energy began to be absorbed, and Jiang Che felt very comfortable.

All the chicken bones were given to them, and the little guys were like eating biscuits, and they bit them all into their stomachs.

Just when Jiang Che and Yuanbao were having fun eating, the smell of meat floated to the Wuyou Tree.

The buds in the middle of the tree branch felt the fragrance and trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!
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